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A large number of Feather God Sect soldiers were killed directly, Yun Feiyang blasted out with a punch, and a shockwave spread for several miles, and within this few miles, all the creatures above the shockwave of his punch almost directly turned into flesh.

And Lin Chen was like a mad demon shrouded in sword qi, wherever he passed, the sword qi was agitated, and there was no grass.

"Haha......" Dongyang God of War laughed, his body was like a great peng, his gaze locked on one of the martial saints of the Feather God Sect.

"Lin Chen, it's not interesting to kill these little minions, slaughter their Martial Saints!" Yun Feiyang's divine thoughts were transmitted, and then his figure turned into blue light, and after a few breaths, he had already come behind a Martial Saint of the Feather God Sect.

It was a martial saint in the early stage of the Holy Realm, because the army he was in charge of was at the front, so he fell behind when he retreated.

Feeling a fierce aura approaching from behind, the Martial Saint subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Yun Feiyang's big hand with golden gloves had already grabbed towards him.

It was as if this space was blocked, and the Martial Saint instantly felt an invisible force grabbing it, and the next moment, a golden soul power hand had pinched it.

"Die!"

After Yun Feiyang gently spit out the dead word, his five fingers pinched hard.

"Bang!"

That martial saint was directly pinched in two and fell to the ground, with no breath at all.

Feng Baiyu in the camp saw this scene, and her face turned blue with anger, even if the army was slaughtered and tens of thousands of dollars were killed, she would not be heartbroken, but every time a martial saint died, it was a huge loss.

The entire army of the Feather God Dynasty has only about thirty martial saints in total, and if one dies, there will be one less.

"So Martial Saint, withdraw to the camp immediately!" Feng Baiyu's divine thoughts instantly spread through the minds of every Martial Saint,

Those martial saints were immediately ordered and flew into the camp.

In the camp, there are arranged formations, but they are not worried that Lin Chen and Yun Feiyang will chase after them at this time......

"Kill!"

On the side of Yushen Mountain, the army rushed out and chased down the army of the Feather Divine Sect that had no morale.

It was destined to be a resounding victory.

A quarter of an hour later, the Thunder Saint Ancestor flew over, and the supernatural power in his body had recovered a little, enough for him to fly, although he was still seriously injured, but there was no need to worry about his life.

"Holy Ancestor!"

Seeing the Thunder Saint Ancestor flying in, Yun Feiyang also turned around and flew over.

Lin Chen also flew in.

"Yun Feiyang, Lin Chen, thanks to your ...... this time" The eyes of the Thunder Saint Ancestor flashed with excitement, at the last moment, it was Lin Chen and Yun Feiyang who turned the tide and saved the entire Yushen Mountain, and even the entire human race.

"This is what we should do! Brother Li, let's go back to Yushen Mountain first, and you take care of your injuries first. I don't dare to make trouble anymore in the recent period of time when the Feather God Sect is here!" Lin Chen said.

"That's right, Holy Ancestor, you are injured, so you should recuperate first. Let's go back to Yushen Mountain first!" Yun Feiyang also said.

"Okay! Collect the troops and return to the camp! Tonight's feast on the three armies!" the Thunder Saint Ancestor shouted loudly, although he was seriously wounded, he still swallowed the mountains and rivers.

Below, there was an overwhelming cheer, and everyone's faces showed a long-lost smile.

......

Then Lin Chen, Thunder Saint Ancestor and Yun Feiyang, the three of them flew towards Yushen Mountain, while Hou Fei, Ye Ying and Meng Xiaoshuang followed behind Lin Chen.

Lin Chen came to Yushen Mountain, and his divine thoughts had already found his father and several uncles.

Flying down, Lin Chen landed in front of his father.

"Father!"

Lin Chen knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully towards his father.

"Chen'er, get up quickly!" Lin Zhan hurriedly helped Lin Chen up, his eyes full of relief and pride.

Before Lin Chen appeared, everyone thought that Lin Chen had died in Putuo Mountain, in the hands of Feng Baiyu.

Until Lin Chen made a stunning appearance and turned the tide, the sadness in the hearts of Lin Zhan and the others had already been swept away, replaced by ecstasy and pride.

"Uncle Meng, Aunt Lan, Sixth Uncle, Seventh Uncle, Ninth Uncle!" Lin Chen smiled and greeted Meng Qianshan, Lin Geng and the others.

"Chen'er, it's good to come back, it's good to come back!" Meng Qianshan looked at Lin Chen and his daughter with a smile, at this time Meng Xiaoshuang was holding Lin Chen's arm and standing beside him, and the two looked quite intimate.

And this is exactly what Meng Qianshan wants to see.

Lin Chen is now the top powerhouse in the world, his daughter has a very good vision, and over the years, Meng Xiaoshuang has followed Lin Chen's side, and has also got a lot of opportunities, and now he is also a martial saint, and he is also a big man in the sky.

"Boss!"

Ye Xuan didn't know when he got out and rushed in front of Lin Chen.

"Haha!

Lin Chen laughed and hugged Ye Xuan heavily, just like more than ten years ago.

......

At night, it is as deep as water.

In the winter season, the climate is cold, but near Yushen Mountain, the four seasons are like spring, Zhong Ling is alone, and he doesn't feel cold.

Even a hint of coldness in the air has been expelled by piles of blazing bonfires.

This night is a celebration banquet for rewarding the three armies, and in the past few months of war, Yushenshan has finally achieved a phased victory.

Lin Chen and Meng Xiaoshuang were also sitting around the bonfire, on which large pieces of barbecued meat were roasted, and all kinds of fine wine were piled up on the side.

At this time, Ye Ying, Hou Fei, Lin Zhan, Meng Qianshan, Wen Xinghe, Fu Jianqing, Ye Xuan and many other Lin Chen's old friends or acquaintances all sat together, everyone talked and laughed, occasionally touched wine together, and drank it all.

The Thunder Saint Ancestor was not present, he was seriously injured, he had to be healed first, his injuries were because Feng Baiyu sneaked up on him, if it weren't for the Thunder Saint Ancestor's vigilance, he was afraid that he would have died in Feng Baiyu's hands.

......

At this time, the atmosphere of the three armies was completely different from that of Yushen Mountain, and on the side of the Feather God Sect, all the soldiers were very low.

Feng Bai Yu and Bai Zuo stood in the night, looking at the side of Yushen Mountain.

"This time, it was Lin Chen who ruined our good deeds, if it weren't for Lin Chen, we would have already defeated Yushen Mountain, even if Yun Feiyang came later, it would be useless. The white envoy said hatefully.

"Lin Chen has grown up!" Feng Baiyu took a deep breath, this was a fact that she had to admit, but at the same time, there was also a deep unwillingness in her eyes, "It's a pity that my body limits my strength, and it also makes my cultivation unable to take a step forward." If my body is here, he is a little martial saint, and I can roll it into powder with one finger!"

"Hehe......" Bai Zuo also smiled helplessly, "The domain master has already determined the limit of our strength by using a secret method to introduce our divine soul into this world. Unless we can complete the great cause of the domain master and return to the Sanctuary......"